Free from the Restraints of the Purl
It is done.
I finally finished it. The blanket (that turned into a large quilt of sorts) is completed, after four and a half years of knitting. What started out as a distraction became an obsession.
In the fall of 2004, I had just moved to Athens with JD, newly married and unemployed. I had found that the job search wasn’t all it was cracked up to be (nor what the Vanderbilt Career Center had warned me about). I needed something to do in the down time I had… JD was studying as a 1L and I had written as many cover letters as I could bear. Since we didn’t have much money at the time, I took some yarn scraps and started knitting the longest thing I could think of.
“Maybe I could make a table runner,” I thought.
54 months and 76 stripes later, I had a large, thick blanket. Measuring 72″ by 88″, this thing is a beast.
When I look back on the progress of this blanket, I see a lot of different time periods; the project made it through two home moves, two unemployment periods and many TV shows. I am glad to be done with it, but I’m also a little sad to see it finished, mostly because I will have to make myself try something new. It was my old standby if I wanted to be crafty but not creative.
I have to admit, it does feel pretty great to be done with it. I’m free from the restraints of the purl stitch. Now, off to better and (hopefully!) not bigger things.